Page 54 of Scandalously Yours

Kristopher

I’d waxed poetic about fate over the course of the night knowing what was responsible for bringing Alessia back to me. Since the night she had ended things via video, I had been lost. My children were the only things keeping me going. Well, them, and making sure Hayley paid for everything she had taken from me. Vengeance was one hell of a motivator, but so was love. That was something I’d found with the woman spooning me. Throughout the night, I didn’t dare close my eyes for fear that this was a dream. In the months we’d been together, I realized this was also the first time I got to watch her fall asleep in my arms and know that she would wake up in them, too.

Hayley and I used to stay up all night in the beginning of our relationship. We’d make love for hours on end, and I had foolishly thought she was the one. She seemed to want the same things I did, and it wasn’t until later that I learned what she had loved me for, and it wasn’t my heart or my affection. She loved my title of a Titan, and the perks that came along with it for the women involved with one. She got invited to parties she never would’ve gotten to go to before. She also got photographed and talked about in the press, and she had access to fortunes her own father would gamble away.

It’d been why I had gotten an iron-clad prenup before we married. Generations of Simons worked hard for the wealth they’d accumulated over the decades, and I wasn’t going to let someone steal it away from me. It would be something passed down to my children one day upon my demise, and unfortunately for Hayley, I didn’t plan on dying any time soon so her manicured fingers would never get to touch it.

“You act as if you don’t trust me,” she’d whined when presented with the prenup.

“This is a standard document,” I’d advised, and when she saw that I wouldn’t proceed with the wedding without it, she’d finally signed it.

Looking back now, I believe she tried to find loopholes in the document, but the attorneys the Titans used could likely get us off on murder charges if needed, so drafting something simple like this kind of document was lightwork for them. I was sure the high-priced attorney she hired to argue her case against mine was also thorough, but he had no leverage. That was likely why Hayley turned into more of a bitch than she’d ever been before.

“You don’t have the upper hand here, Kristopher, despite whatever you believe,” she’d told me not long ago, and she truly believed that in her own delusional mind.

My investigator had been able to uncover a lot of things about her, and it was her own arrogance that made it so easy. She thought she was slick... untouchable... but she was a damn fool. Not only had she been with various men during our marriage and after the separation, but she also used cocaine, and had allowed herself to be photographed doing lines. I also had lots of things I had gathered and kept under lock and key during our marriage, and I would use every shred of evidence I had to prove she was an unfit mother. If the problems with Kaylee could’ve been caused by her negligence, I’d use them, too.

I was so close to having everything I wanted which were my children and a woman that loved me as much as I loved her. As my thoughts turned from Hayley to my Ale, I kissed the top of her sleeping head. I then brushed her hair away and stroked her cheek. I liked this type of intimacy that I had been denied of with her thus far in our relationship. It wouldn’t be too much longer before I could have her in my arms each and every night. The anticipation was about to kill me, as were her legs rubbing against me as she dreamed of something.

I normally stayed erect, especially when around her, but that small action made me even harder. My hand moved from her face down to her shoulder. Alessia still didn’t stir, so I ran it down her side. Her body quivered at my touch, but her eyes were still closed. I traced her hipbone, then dipped my hand lower. When I slipped it between her legs, her lashes fluttered open, revealing those wide eyes I loved so much.

“Is it morning already,” she asked, then yawned.

I had kept her up most of the night, only letting her finally drift off around two am. I glanced over at the clock on the nightstand. “It’s 6:30.”

She didn’t have a shift until later from what she had told me, so I knew she wanted to sleep in. I had been up all night deep in thought. Between the concern I had for my children, hatred I had for my ex, and wicked lust that I had for this woman, I hadn’t even closed my eyes once. While I should’ve been tired as hell, watching Alessia bite her bottom lip, I was suddenly reenergized.

I smirked as I inserted two fingers inside of her. Alessia moaned, then rolled over onto her back. “God, Kris. You sure know how to wake someone up... Ohh!”

While she was talking, I added a third and fourth finger inside of her and went straight for the spot that would make her come so fast. “I’m going to make this a habit,” I promised her.

“I could get used to... Fuck, Kris. I’m about to...”

She couldn’t even finish a sentence as I attacked her G-spot with precision. She came and as her warm release flooded my hand, I realized how much I needed to taste her. Flipping her underneath me, I worked my way down to her pussy, and lapped at her core before sucking her clit into my mouth. Her anguished cry was music to my ears. I kept my fingers inside of her for a few more seconds before slowly working them lower. I inserted one to the knuckle inside her ass, then collected more of her cream. I then added a second and by the time I had a third inside of her, I scissored them inside to fully stretch her.

“I’ve taken you everywhere but here,” I told her as soon as I raised my head. “Roll over onto your stomach,” I instructed.

She quickly turned and even lifted her ass into the air. I palmed her cheeks, then gave each one a hard smack. Redness bloomed on each, but I wasn’t as concerned with marking her right now as I was fucking us both to another climax. Alessia pressed her forehead to the mattress, and I knew it was time. Her small hands were clutching the sheets underneath in a death grip. She’d need to hold on, too. I didn’t think I could be gentle with her right now. Something told me that she didn’t want me to be, either.

I let my cock slide through her wet slit before I thrust hard into her. Alessia’s cry had me wanting to rush this, but I couldn’t. While I didn’t plan to go easy on her, I also didn’t intend to hurt her, either. I began to fuck her slowly, trying to make sure that I had coated every inch of my cock, then I spread her cheeks apart. Using my fingers once more, I tested her a final time to make sure she was ready and when they slid easily inside of her, I pulled them out. Seconds later, I was pushing my cock into her.

The cries she made were so goddamned beautiful. I loved how much she loved me to fuck her this way. “You make it hard to remain in control, Ale.”

“Then d-don’t,” she stammered, then let out an incoherent cry as I pulled out and thrust slowly back inside of her.

I continued at a such an agonizing pace as I partially covered her body. My hand got tangled in her hair as I pulled her head up off of the mattress, then used my other hand to play with her clit. Her body would twitch from time to time, and she would squeeze my cock so tightly. Eventually, my thrusts got harder and more insistent, and only then did I give us what we both needed.

I slammed into her over and over, and between the hard fucking and my ministrations on her clit, she exploded, and her orgasm dragged me down with her. I groaned as I bathed the walls of her ass with my seed while she flooded my hand again.

“Fuck, Ale!” I groaned out, then finally rolled off of her when she had wrung every drop out of me. “I could get used to this,” I teased, then held her face still so I could kiss away any response of hers.

My mouth moved hungrily over hers as I also pinched and twisted her nipples. She was whimpering against my mouth and I swallowed the words. Eventually, I did pull away, but I still needed to touch her, so I started to kiss my way down her neck to her shoulder. I kissed almost every inch of her breasts before feasting on first one nipple, then the other. I alternated between them, taking turns biting one while rolling the other between my fingers.

“Kris,” she cried out as a renewed sense of need filled her.

I was close to giving her body exactly what it now wanted until my cellphone began to ring. It wasn’t the set ringtones of any friends or even Hayley, so I knew I had to answer it. While it could be some sort of damn telemarketer trying to sell me an extended car warranty, it could also be the hospital where my daughter was. Remembering her, I let out a curse word or two, then I rolled over to answer it.

“Dr. Simon, I’ve consulted on your daughter’s case and I wanted to share my findings. Could we meet in about two hours to discuss?”

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